My second cross country and road season has drawn to a close and although slightly better than last year I still had to miss 3 rounds due to injury
I never really got to run when I was on top form either, funny, until I started running for a club I was injury free, Hmmmmm…..
…yes, over the last month or so I was seriously thinking of giving it away, maybe run some invite races next year but taking my training and racing back to a more low key approach. Mostly I was feeling this way because I was getting tired of feeling bad for pulling up injured and letting the side down, maybe with that pressure gone I could just relax and enjoy it more.
But of course I turn up today to run the last round of the season, slotting in as the token girl on the Mens Div 5 team, chatting with team mates and friends from other teams and I remember how much I enjoy being a part of it. The perspective changes somewhat when I am back amongst it rather than being a sad sack on the sidelines.
Knowing that I was going to be running 18 minutes or more non-stop I opted not to do a warm up, other than some dynamic stretching. Had I not been running the relay today I would have been doing 12.5 by 2/1 minute walk/5 by 1, so I didn’t want to push my luck with warm ups/cool downs, all I ran today was the 3.82km lap of the tan.
As it was my time today was 17:43 and a team mate helpfully pointed out that this was 12.5 + 5 so I could still go and do another 12.5, thing is, I didn’t stop for a 1 minute stroll in the middle.
Last year I ran 17:35 (soft though, I was rebuilding then too) so I was pretty pleased with today, especially as the Anderson Street Hill smacked me about (haven’t run a hill since the Geelong XC back in July when in hindsight I was already injured) and I did not hammer it on the down hill as I usually would, in fact with 800 metres to go I really let up and cruised it in. I did finish feeling like I was going to hurl but that was less to do with effort and more to do with the anxiety of being back in the competitive environment. I was quite surprised to see the time as I only looked at my watch once and didn’t bother taking splits, the reason being if I started checking time I’d have been tempted to push for a PB, based on effort I was expecting to see something in the mid 18s.
And my legs feel fine
Back on the bike tomorrow, I will hate it less knowing that it has helped keep me in pretty fine form these last 6 weeks or so, I’d say I was at about 85% fitness after today’s effort.
Some track races will be on the agenda over Summer too, probably some 3000s and maybe a 5000, I had a chat with some team mates and they allayed some of my fears. I can use the 3000s to help sharpen me up a bit, my CV fitness seems to have held quite well, I just need to get back the leg speed and improve my endurance.
I am not normally a spiteful person (I swear to you I did not laugh when I found out Alan Jones had prostate cancer, it was a cough, you have to believe me) but upon reading the news that New Idea had pulled the plug on a deal to buy Kyle Sandilands wedding photos due to lack of A List celeb guests I damn near gave my self a hernia I laughed so hard.
I can be quoted as having recently said that he has a head that “just screams “beat me until I beg for mercy and then kick me to death” “, so sure, I am not a fan.
Come on, even if you were previously indifferent surely this is enough to turn you (my bolds)
Kevin Rudd and his wife, Therese Rein, and Nicole Kidman had originally been invited to add the necessary glitz for the occasion, the newspaper said.
But all three declined to attend the extravagant do — which includes nine bridesmaids for Jaber and at which the couple will be carried on thrones.
Woman’s Day and OK magazine have stepped in to strike a new deal with Sandilands, but the contract is reportedly only worth half of what New Idea had originally been willing to pay.
While Australia’s A-list celebrities have snubbed the chance to see Sandilands and Jaber get hitched, there could more than a few average Joes in attendance.
On its website, OK magazine is running a competition giving away 10 double passes to the wedding.
Best I go pick up a copy of OK and try and win me one of those double passes, wanna come as my date?
Thrones, the sad thing is I suspect it will be done without even the barest hint of irony.
I can just see the invite dropping in on K-Rudd and Ms Rein
TR – Honey, we’ve been invited to a wedding
KR – How nice, didn’t know we knew anyone who was getting hitched
TR – It’s Kyle Sandilands and someone called Tamara
KR – Kyle? Sandilands?
TR – That’s right
KR – Kyle?
TR – Yes
KR – Sandilands?
TR – Uh-huh
KR – We don’t have any Sandilands on the front bench, can you get me the list? Maybe he is on the backbench somewhere, a minion from the boondocks perhaps.
TR – No honey, I think he is one of those “Shock Jocks” I keep reading about.
KR – And he wants us to go to his wedding because?
TR – …………………….
KR – Send our apologies we are going over to Julia’s for a BBQ that day
TR – I didn’t tell you what day
KR – WE ARE HAVING A BBQ AT JULIA’S THAT DAY
I believe I can also be quoted as saying “I hate that he makes me hate him this much, I guess that means Kyle wins”
We all need someone to hate, it’s fun and it stops me from pulling the wings off flies.